Forty-three years ago, the high school athletic coach asked me to be the scorekeeper for the boys’ basketball and baseball teams. I spent the next few years traveling all over[…]
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2020
Author: Carolyn
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May
2020
During the long, dark evenings of winter, reruns of “The Great British Baking Show” were a welcome diversion while cross stitching or knitting. The contestants’ culinary flair and passion were[…]
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May
2020
A few years ago, while end-of-season garden shopping, I discovered a clearance bin full of Tulip bulbs. Exactly what I was looking for. Imagine the color and texture these little[…]
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May
2020
Captain Kangaroo was my favorite TV show as a young child. He was the quintessential grandfather, stopping by five mornings a week to read stories, sing songs, play with puppets,[…]
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May
2020
By Carolyn and Joseph Waterbury-Tieman Once there was a snail named Slimy. He lived in a hollowed-out log in Slowtown. Slimy had a friend named Sludge. Sludge was a…well, a slug[…]
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May
2020
Watching the orthodontist insert the first clear aligner into my son’s mouth, slipping it easily into place over his upper teeth, sparked vivid memories. Years spent with shiny metal bands,[…]
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May
2020
Sundays, during my childhood, meant making the arduous trek over hill and hollow to my maternal grandparents’ house for dinner. The scenic journey along state Route 11 bordered patchwork-quilt farms,[…]
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May
2020
Several years ago, during my older son’s college orientation, the provost made a statement that had an immediate impact and continues to resonate with me to this day. He said,[…]
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May
2020
I am sitting here with my coffee, reflecting on this morning’s walk in the unseasonably cool summer air. I find that when I walk, my mind opens to new ideas,[…]
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May
2020
Andre Pater, a renowned equine artist, conducted a tour of his work that my younger son and I attended. During the tour, Mr. Pater was asked what advice he gives[…]